How to Get My Husband on My Side

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Her attitude was such that she gave no heed to my status. In a way, she was similar to Freya. Their confidence that no matter what happened, everyone would believe in them, and that they will never be abandoned– I wanted to shatter that confidence.

I wouldn’t have thought so if she hadn’t irked me like that in the first place.

“I’ll fill in the water. Are you fine with lemon perfumed oil?”

“Yes, thank you.”

After that, I took a bath in the water with lemon’s fragrance, combed my hair, and dressed up with light makeup and accessories. As I sat alone and patted my skirt, it suddenly felt so real.

Ah, I really looked ready- my heart started pulsating. I tried pressing my chest with my hand and it didn’t calm me down at all. I was so scared!

…What if he didn’t come?

That person with a twisted mind would definitely change his mind at the last moment. I put down my teacup, got up and approached the bed.

I even blew off the candles, but it wasn’t too dark with the fireplace burning. I wished it was darker. I crouched on the bed with my legs folded under my arms and looked out of the window. The sea was full of black waves.

I wouldn’t be surprised if the Krakens below were lurking in search of food.

Heh, I wonder how Popo’s doing? If we could meet again sometime…

I should thank Freya for that. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have imagined talking to it.

God, I beg you, I sincerely beg you. Please let tonight go my way. Let my cold-hearted husband be a little less cold-hearted. Please open the way forward so that his compassion can build up enough emotion for him to trust me, be it out of interest or whatever.

“Did you fall asleep first after all that fuss?”

……Hic, I thought my heart was going to pop out of my chest. He made no sound coming in, but I was probably too deep in thought anyway.

As I hurriedly stood up with my hair hanging below my waist, I could see Izek taking his place, right next to me.

The green light of the fireplace eerily shone on his enormous physique. I’d only seen him in armour or a suit before. In nothing but thin white clothing, it was as if he were naked.

I literally felt like I was losing my mind.

Oh my god. Oh my god–

The arrogant man with his arms crossed, looked down at me, and shifted his hand to sweep back his wet silver hair. Blood red eyes sparkled in the dark room.

“I don’t know much about this, but it’s obvious that the bride isn’t supposed to look like this while waiting for the bridegroom.”

I came to my senses with a jerk.

What are you doing, idiot? Are you going to ruin it?

“Oh, I’m sorry if I looked blank. I just couldn’t believe my eyes for a second.”

“Is it hard to believe?”

a dream–

eyes widened eagerly, even drooling a bit with a

you don’t feel my sincerity.

see

“Again.”

“What?”

last chance again. Tell me right now if you think you’re going to change your mind. I won’t let anyone bother you just because you didn’t do the right thing with

back and forth like that? Do you suspect that I

Duke’s anger on me was nothing short of informing

I’ll never change my mind. I would rather be happy to live

he had been wearing, without a word of warning. I failed to keep a straight face and my eyeballs almost came out of their sockets. I had expected it, but his body was almost overwhelming to see

exposed below his cold,

defined statue-like body. Smooth-like silk, but tensed,

at an exotic animal; completely out of touch with this civilization, not a person. He took off his gown completely, climbed

hitched as I

if I had become a chick thrown at the feet of

“You look scared.”

“I-I don’t know…”

like I’m going to eat

little less

breasts, slim waist, strong,

was a very sensual

the point where I felt guilty to see it in its

smile while

up with his heavy arm and seated me on one of his

good at it

“I-I’m not nervous…”

Isn’t that what I’m supposed

you’re a personality wrecker? Why are you so good at this? Talent, is this

nerves

gathered my long

was then that the body that was

back my hair halted, and the sound of breathing became

“……what’s this?”

callused finger swept around my shoulder blade. A Paladin’s vision must be on

thought he wouldn’t be able to see it. Well, there’s nothing we could

playing when

there was a scar. What did you do to get a scar like

the servants of this house, to tell you. Besides, I’ve been washing on my

and of all, the leader was the troublemaker. He wielded a whip, and in excitement, we

with a sigh,

at my back

there was no way to check his expression since

about to

stiffen on the spot, as he suddenly moved his

Huh?

“What’s wrong?”